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' on heavenly rain, you fell into my life...'
persia mohammad persia, may her name be praised, died tonight surrounded by her most ardent devotees and her most magnificent daughter and heir, sylvia .

she was the sweetest, most lovely presence in my life for over 15 years. gentle and kindest mother yet fiercely devoted to protecting us, her cubs. we are all the better for having known her and all the more stricken by her loss for having the incredible fortune of her cherished company for so long.

i'm trying desperately to keep together-i've known for sometime that her illness was very serious and coupled with her advanced age that her prognosis was not good. i knew it was near her time to go for these past few months. consumed with worry, i had been spending a lot more time with her. she spent a portion of that time sleeping in my lap- the only thing that could put me at ease for a moment or two.

i feel so alone and as if something vital has been cut out of me. my heart is broken. i am so sorry for putting her through those vet visits that she hated and all that medicine she loathed taking. i just hope that, somehow ,she knew i was doing what i thought was my best for her- not to keep her here with me beyond her time but rather in the hope that her pains and problems could be eased so she could have the most comfortable life possible. she deserved that chance and that i had her with me for 6 months longer just made me more appreciative of all the wonderful things she brought into my life. she was my anchor and if i do not go adrift now it will be a testament to the loving care with which she took me in paw and helped make me a better person than the twisted up angry wreck she came across those many years ago when i thought there would never be real love in my life.

real love went by the name persia mohammad and it's so very selfish of me to have wanted her with me forever. i know that she was so very special and of such beautiful spirit that her Mother also wanted the very same thing.

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i knew she was sick but i just didn't want to have to give her up. everyone who has ever met her adored her. i had to bring her into the animal er in august and they all fell in love with her.

ive known a lot of cats and she is the most amazing of all of them. we were so connected-i really physically felt the earthly cord between us snap and now i'm a dopey mess feeling all those stupid dorky cliches about having a 'cat shaped hole in my heart' and waiting to meet her again at 'the rainbow bridge'...she'd bitch slap the shit out of me if she knew...she was such a sophisticated pussy cat.

oh and im sorry - thank you for your kind thoughts. i need them.

Stimpy might have had that name, but in my opinion it never really suited her. I didn't name her. She was a very sophisticated cat, and she was one of my closest friends. One time, after B__ hit me, she jumped up on to a shelf in the kitchen and licked the tears from my face. I won't forget her.

I really understand what you're going through right now. I got your email the other night, but I'm going to wait at least a few days to answer it. I know you need to grieve right now.

Much love and sympathy,

I know the cat shaped hole thing seems corny, but believe me when I say I really understand it. When the other 4 died, it left a hole in my soul.

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